Harry Shotta - Ba** N Bars - JDZ media lyrics

Back in the game, stop using my name In vain say anyone's better than me... insane! Yo, pull up a track real quick Let me show pricks I reign on this mix, get out on my lane Move b**h, get out the way! It's ludicrous They can't spray like I spray, my way, on the highway Stop talking sideways Side man you're offside Switch beats easily, microphone champion Since Scott La Rock was in BDP, rahh! Too much for ya, over you head Now let me go for ya sh** stained, sh** rep is stuck to ya Good luck to ya- k** 'em on a rhythm and I k** 'em on the track Get a combo, k** a man twice with a combat I've sign contracts you ain't never seen You made music, no one got in contact I just did it Cold with it, flow acidic Limitless I got no limits Argument done with a mixtape finished what?! Man I wet him up, he ain't getting up You JDZ it's time that we set 'em up Wait that was a bit like evil, in a way I'm bit like evil Sept I'm a Grooner [?] Spurs They're both my people Hold on switches, no glitch in the mix Wickedest words, we takin' the mick n this Like some bigamist Taking his wife to the Cinema Buyin' her pick n mix Licking his lips but at the same time He was dickin' it On his side wife he bought her fish n chips Tongue to the face he knows she's ticklish, mad ting! My mind is warped I know I'm so B triple O That's bang out of order, get to know bro I'm f**ed in the head from day DOT And you know I'm hard as K-Dot So allow Macklemore, he's about as hip-hop as Baywatch Liberties' Bury anyone, these disrespecting pagans part two Sick of these rappers all thinking of the dappers When they're bout as real as a cartoon Robots on the mic like C-3PO Your boy can't sing but he thinks he's Ne-Yo Have a word your bird's on my case Moving away with speed like Theo Dem man there dead upon arrival Took a shot to my eyeball Man said shotts you're taking the Michael I'm psycho with a messed up cycle Homicidal, miss my idol big pound big with the bars I'm vital And I'm not doing this for awards or titles Yo hold on what, let me give them a beatin' What man thought I wasn't competin' Your flows alright but it needs some tweaking Break through stop stickin' your beak in Peepin Tom I caught the prick peakin' Punched that f*g into next weekend Speaking outta turn about me? Jumped in the whip, through some meeking Man wanna bring out the animal good Canada cannibal up in the hood Flammable Character you understood if you pissing me off I'll have to put all you man in your place Too many man in the game Man I better wash, waste! Whack MC's I will erase Man is offended, look at his face Level to diss and You're takin' the piss If you're think me n you are the same It's a myth It's not even a diss I'm just keepin' it 100 out here I'm socially mega and swiss Pissin' the win if you wishin I slip Never slip far off, I keep on this sh** Rough clutch, roll up a spliff Bredrin' watch me load up the clip People still taking it in my first bars allow it! Fam you won't for the whip Sick when I rap & sick when I spit [?] These bars here Triple x hardcore Ain't gonna as hard as this on DnB before Lyrical sirosis of the limericks Explosive content what I deliver Too many man wanna touch my fist then disrespect on twitter Think I really care, everyday my fanbase gets bigger Speak of the dump I drop the new space Drop man heard that, turn yall bitter What you tryna do, already done it What you wanna do, already did it My catalogue 2014 came in a rhythm and a harder lyrics Them [?] ain't hard as me I'm legendary like Carnabee Street What I wanna be... harmony Pharmacist with no pharmacy Back in the goods I'm shottin' 'em On the black market whip neck no sh** Talking about make mixtapes and bars I got a lot of 'em When I came in the game with a Kay Gee mix Arsenal to the Tottenham God knows how many mixtapes down the line I'm still dropping 'em Forget one at year, I'll drop five Or six to show that you're not live You're not top three, top five You don't get booked with hot guys I was in the kitchen doing hot knives Turn it counter clockwise Now get into the bus Ain't back from the grind Tryna go against me that's not wise!